Chapter 254: Dude, what’s your problem?
The morning was just like the previous. Andrew woke up, buried in Maxwell’s skin when he wanted to be buried in his body, and Maxwell treated Andrew to a little peep show.
Andrew and Maxwell took their time with this one, Andrew trying to milk it for everything it was worth. He couldn’t stop telling Maxwell he was so pretty, like a fairy, and Maxwell? Andrew found out that Maxwell under normal circumstances didn’t like to be called pretty, but there was only one person that exception applied to.
It was during this that a strange thing happened. Andrew knotted while masturbating.
Maxwell’s eyes had gone wide, Andrew had panicked, and Michael was called.
This was before Michael’s call to check in and make sure Andrew was still sane, so he wasn’t expecting the calm call from Maxwell, with Andrew panicking in the background.
"Hello Michael." Maxwell started, but Michael could hear Andrew rambling in the background.
"Oh my god. Oh my god! Is this my dick? What on earth have I subjected you to? This looks horrifying! How is everyone just okay with this? This is so fucking weird!"
"As you can hear," Maxwell continued, trying not to laugh too loudly, "we have encountered a problem. Andy and I were just...doing some light, no touching play, and well, Andy knotted without penetration. Is that anything to be concerned about?" Maxwell asked, covering his mouth to muffle his laughter.
Even Michael had to compose himself.
"If Andy wasn’t so embarrassed, I’d ask for a facetime call, but I know he wouldn’t like that. Uh, well, I don’t think it’s a problem? It does happen sometimes. But it’s a rare thing. Is he still...himself?" Michael asked, Andrew still rambling on in the background. Maxwell turned, sliding a glance towards the freaking out other man, his gaze full of humour.
"Oh, I don’t think if he was in his rut he’d be this panicked, so I would say so. It is getting closer though. His scent is more potent." Maxwell told him calmly while Andrew continued to pace the floor of their bedroom, his knotted cock bouncing around. It kind of looked like it hurt, and Andrew was too busy freaking out to even realise that it was painful. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug.